Is there an Ap for that?

The New Sophie Avatar complete with cell phone!

Much like the real thing, only less sarcastic.

In case you’re wondering—Sophie does not have a cell phone.  Well, except for Joe’s old Razor that’s driving me slap crazy because it needs to be charged (Why? I don’t know. She’s THREE!) and is currently beeping every few minutes.  And of course, the fakeberry.  Turns out, Santa didn’t get the memo that her #1 item changed.  So no Blackberry for Sophie.  Not yet.  I’m careful not to insist that she will absolutely have to wait until she is 13 just like her sisters lest I eat my words. But she hasn’t even started Kindergarten yet.

For now, we’re not fooling her.  Why would she want a Razor that is no longer activated?  Or a fakeberry that does absolutely nothing but make her hand tired because it’s so heavy?

After all, she’s just about mastered the use of my LG Envy Touch.  She often hides in her tent after snagging it while I’m not looking.  The other day I heard Courtney via voice text coming from Sophie’s tent.

“Soooophie, stop texting me! Go get ready for dance.”

This is the text that Court was responding to:

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jcxzXgl@@+)#/)))()*¡%)<

)gdgkwwwwwwtovksss

I still haven’t decoded it.  But I have figured out how to attach the voice text she made for Meeka, Joe’s mom, that she sent to my friend.  Click the link, select the media and turn the volume up.  If you can’t make it out, read below.

Sophie’s Voice Text

Which being interpreted is. . .

“mumble, mumble. . . Meeka, I love you, Meeka. Uhhh, yea I was givin’ you a call about, mumble, mumble, annnnd something happened and k, I love you, bye!”

It doesn’t stop there, though. She’s managed to save my pictures as a shortcut and despite the fact that she has a new Little Tykes Digital Camera she’s mastering her cell phone picture taking.

Do I need to remind you of this:

If that isn’t enough, she just may be addicted to some car racing game that I know nothing about.  Cammie finds it rather entertaining.  The other night we watched while Sophie moved her little fingers with great intensity.  “Uh-oh!  There’s a cop,” she said, then tried to outrun him.

And then she removed my cell phone cover, tossed it at me, and said, “this is making me nervous.”  Well then. Can’t have her all nervous while outrunning the cops.

***WAIT!  I’ve just received a repeat voice text from Courtney telling Sophie to STOP TEXTING HER.

STOP TEXTING HER this message:  Xsvvj

Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to hide my cell phone, take a long, hot bath, and think about the good old days.